Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Firstly, the jungle is hardly convenient, and secondly, the sound of the mountain motorbike is loud, easily making one a live target for snipers.

In the jungle, snipers are an extremely terrifying presence.

Even for someone as strong as Su Chen, being hit by a sniper in a vital spot would undoubtedly mean certain death.

Of course, because of Black Stone, perhaps his life force would be more resilient.

But he wouldn't dare take that kind of risk.

With one hand carrying the case with the Barrett, and the other holding a pistol, Su Chen entered the jungle.

He had already seen a lot of signs of combat.

Unexpectedly, however, he didn't find any secret signals left by the Reverse Dragon Group.

Although he was quite familiar with the thought patterns and habits of the Reverse Dragon Group, the absence of secret signals greatly affected the speed of his tracking.

All along the way, he found many traces, and even saw several bodies.

Fortunately, they were members of the mysterious forces.

He followed the traces and advanced for five kilometers.

After seeing a body leaning against a big tree, Su Chen's eyes suddenly filled with towering rage.

Because he finally saw the body of a Reverse Dragon Group Soldier.

Xiao San!

Xiao San was not actually called Xiao San; his real name was Qi Xiaolong.

Because he was third in the family and relatively young, everyone habitually called him Xiao San.

He was a very sunny young man.

Only twenty-one years old, even one year younger than Su Chen.

He had two dreams in life.

One dream was to become like one of the Four Dragon Kings.

The other dream was to marry Chu Feng.

Everyone mocked him, saying neither of his dreams would ever come true in his lifetime.

Let alone his strength being far too inferior to the Four Dragon Kings, who in the Reverse Dragon Group didn't know who Chu Feng was fond of in her heart?

But Xiao San wasn't discouraged at all.

He said that people should always have dreams when they're alive.

Perhaps they'd come true?

The once sunny youth had now turned into a cold corpse, his dreams forever unattainable.

Su Chen slowly raised his right hand, clenched a fist over his chest, and heavily pounded it three times.

This was the ritual of the Reverse Dragon Group.

Similar to a military salute.

"Xiao San, wait here for me. After I avenge you, I'll take you home," Su Chen silently took the dog tag from Xiao San's neck.

It was a symbol of his identity.

The fact that Xiao San's dog tag wasn't taken off by the brothers of the Reverse Dragon Group when they left was enough to show that the situation of the Reverse Dragon Group was very dangerous.

Su Chen knew this wasn't the time for grief and sadness; he secured the dog tag and hit the road once more.

On the way, he encountered several more bodies of Reverse Dragon members.

Aside from those who died, Su Chen estimated that the number of Reverse Dragon members still alive was now fewer than fifteen.

He had not yet come across the bodies of any of the Four Dragon Kings or Chu Feng.

Aside from Su Chen and Long Lan, they were the five strongest people in the Reverse Dragon Group and would not die so easily.

But being hard to kill didn't mean they wouldn't die.

Su Chen was very afraid, afraid of not knowing when he might find their bodies.

Or perhaps, the bodies of everyone…

Gathering the dog tags of fallen Reverse Dragon Warriors one by one, Su Chen vanished into the dense forest once more, his heart filled with towering rage.

Moving another three kilometers or so, Su Chen suddenly heard the sporadic sound of gunfire, and a trace of relief appeared on his face.

He had finally caught up!

Su Chen quickly climbed up a big tree, took out his binoculars, and then saw about a dozen people.

They were carrying standard weapons and wearing balaclavas, dressed like terrorists.

They moved cautiously, as if wary of something.

The fire of anger in Su Chen's heart was burning; he knew these were certainly the people chasing the Reverse Dragon Group.

He had seen corpses dressed like this before.

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Vaguely, he saw a slender figure hiding herself behind a big tree.

Her back was turned to Su Chen, so he could not see her face, only a few strands of long hair peeking out from the side of the trunk.

Who could it be?

Qi Xiaolong?

Liu Li, or perhaps Deep Blue?

Qi Xiaolong, Liu Li, Deep Blue were all female members of the Reverse Dragon Group.

But judging by the length of the hair, it certainly wasn't Chu Feng.

Su Chen didn't know who it was, but all he needed to know was that she was his comrade.

The armed militants were slowly converging in that direction.

It was apparent that the shadow had run out of ammunition, holding nothing but a Dagger in her hand.

The enemy, on the other hand, numbered over a dozen, each holding heavy weaponry.

They were gradually encircling the tree from three directions.

Su Chen climbed down from the big tree, put away his pistol, and drew the Dagger from his calf.

To deal with these people, a Dagger was more than enough.

He didn't bring much ammunition this time; he would save every bit he could.

Of course, the reason for not using firearms was to avoid attracting more people.

There were more than a hundred of the enemy; although he wasn't afraid, if they came over, saving that female member of the Reverse Dragon Group would become much more difficult.

Therefore, he chose to stealth attack.

Holding the Dagger, his body moved through the forest as stealthily as a cat, slowly making his way toward the militants.

"Damn, that bitch, blind but still managed to take down five of our men, she's got a nice figure and face. Catch her alive for me, she dares to kill my brothers, shit!" a tall militant at one meter ninety cursed under his breath.

The other militants also revealed a fierce look in their eyes.

Especially one at the very back, who couldn't help but reach for an itch.

It was this movement, followed by a hand that silently extended from behind, covering his nose and mouth, then he felt something warm spilling out.

That was the blood gushing from his neck.

He wanted to make a sound to alert his companions ahead, but unfortunately, he couldn't utter a single noise.

He could only watch helplessly as the blood sprayed from his neck like a fountain.

In just about ten seconds, the man's body stopped moving.

Then his body was dragged behind a tree.

The militants, however, seemed completely unaware, with all their attention focused on where the woman might be hiding.

This woman was very strong; before losing her eyesight, she had killed about a dozen of them.

Even after she was blinded, she had still managed to take down five more.

Of course, part of that was due to their own carelessness.

Now, the woman must have run out of bullets.

There could be at most one bullet left in her pistol, probably saved for herself.